Pre-Thanksgiving Leftovers: Cranberry Sauce And Disaster

I continue my re-run of three posts relating to my college girlfriend with an incident that happened after the whole nasty business with nearly killing her.

Today’s reading is from 2010. It was the first of this trilogy that I wrote, but it fits in the second position in the series and foreshadows the third piece that I didn’t have a plan to write at the time.

It covers my dislike of asparagus and my inability to grasp the fact that a person could make their own cranberry sauce if they wanted to. No, the combination of the near death incident and this cranberry matter did not cause this woman to toss me aside.